Death - here i come

holding you hand,
i walked down the street....
wish i could run to a far off land,
and hope never again our paths would meet.

wait i have,
long enough for a golden dawn
but days have come
and days have gone...

all i have ever wanted,
to be free to fly,
but now ridden wit pain and deceit,
in my grave i want to lie.

gone are those days,
the grass in the meadow was green.
now, come have the days
to cry no one's shoulder i lean.

away i wanna go
away into the sunset.
away i wanna go,
fade into the sunset ......